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"Do you know that Fu Qian is an artist of Kang Tian Entertainment?"

He Sijia keenly noticed that Wu Zhen's attitude was different, and frowned slightly, "I know."

"Then you should be clear that Kangtian Entertainment is the best at hype, especially scandals among celebrities. They have even sneaked into the crew to take pictures before." Wu Zhen's tone was ordinary, but his words were not very polite, "Don't give yourself , and the crew caused trouble. Besides, she has a boyfriend who is the owner of an e-sports club, even if you really want to date..."

Wu Zhen stopped talking, but the meaning was clear - there must be a bottom line.

He Sijia was instantly irritated. In addition to being angry, she also had some secret embarrassment that she couldn't explain clearly, "Who are you? Why do you teach me? Really think that He Jin has found you, so you have the right to control me?"

"Whether I like to date or not, whoever I like to date with whom is none of your business!"

Wu Zhen looked at him condescendingly, with undercurrents and eddies hidden under his long eyelashes.

Not to be outdone, He Sijia stared back angrily.

After a long time, Wu Zhen raised her lower lip, turned around and left the dressing room.

Not far away, he ran into Mian Mian, one of He Sijia's assistants, and when Mian Mian saw him, he greeted him politely. Wu Zhen smiled as if nothing had happened, and casually handed him a bag of things without saying a word. Explain and go.

Mian Mian picked up the plastic bag in a daze, and saw that it was full of medicines. In addition to preventing colds, there were also medicines for bruises, which were more complete than the ones she received from the infirmary.

Is it for the boss?Why don't you go in?

Mian Mian was confused and wanted to ask He Sijia, but saw her boss sitting on the sofa sulking.

She suddenly realized that the two of them were probably having trouble.

Mian Mian pretended to be ignorant, hid the medicine in the infirmary, and only handed out Wu Zhen's copy.

However, He Sijia found a post-it note with medication precautions in the bag, and he immediately recognized that the handwriting belonged to Wu Zhen.

"Wu Zhen gave it to you?"

Seeing the post-it note, Mianmian had a premonition that she couldn't hide it, and nodded awkwardly.

He Sijia sneered and threw the bag back to her, "He himself is very sick."

Mian Mian: "..."

He Sijia was so angry until night, she didn't feel anything wrong with her body, she casually drank a cup of banlangen and fell asleep.

The next day, he was woken up by the ringing of the phone. He struggled to open his eyes. He suddenly felt headache, dizziness and fatigue. He lost his phone and fell out of bed.

He was too lazy to pick it up, and vaguely remembered that he didn't need to film today, so he pulled the quilt over his head and continued to sleep.

"Not answering the phone?" On the set, Yu Feng asked casually.

The assistant director said that he should inform Assistant He Sijia first, anyway, it was just that an investor came over in the afternoon, and everyone had dinner with him.

The assistant director just called Mianmian, and the other party called back within a quarter of an hour. After hearing this, his expression changed suddenly. He didn't care that Yu Feng was talking to Wu Zhen, so he rushed up and said, "Director Yu, He Sijia has a fever." .”

Wu Zhen looked up, "How many times?"

"I haven't tested it yet. Mianmian was in such a panic that she said it was very hot."

"Is the person awake?"

"Wake up."

Wu Zhen and Yu Feng breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. The oxygen content in the plateau environment is low, and high fever can easily cause cerebral hypoxia, leading to brain nerve damage, coma, and even death.But the current situation is dangerous enough, Yu Feng called someone to contact Che, and led the assistant director and Wu Zhen to He Sijia's room.

He is not a superstitious person, but at this moment he secretly begged the gods and Buddhas, praying that nothing would happen to He Sijia.

"Director Yu, I want to accompany Scarlett to the hospital, can the show go to the back row?" Wu Zhen seemed to be asking, but her tone was uncompromising.

Yu Feng suddenly remembered that He Sijia was recommended by Wu Zhen to join the group. Wu Zhen also had friendship with He Sijia's brother, so he should be more anxious than anyone else now.

He thought for a while before agreeing, "It's okay, his assistants are all women, so many things are inconvenient, and besides, he went to the county hospital, so you can communicate easily if you know the local dialect."

Several people soon arrived at the door of He Sijia's room, and were about to knock on the door, but the door was opened from the inside.

He Sijia was wrapped in a thick down jacket, the zipper was tightly pulled up, only half of her small face was exposed, and there was an abnormal blush in her pale face.

There was an assistant standing on the left and right sides of him, and the three of them seemed a little surprised.

"Scarlett, how do you feel?" Seeing that He Sijia could still stand still, Yu Feng was relieved.

He Sijia glanced over the crowd, and finally stopped on Wu Zhen.

Wu Zhen only thought that he was going to say something unpleasant again, but He Sijia said wrongedly: "I really shouldn't throw away your medicine, I feel so uncomfortable."

Author: "Dalang drinking medicine" is Pan Jinlian's stalk, maybe some friends don't know?

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After writing this book, I checked some information, and it was very difficult for Ang Lee to be a producer.

According to the book, Ang Lee will not clearly express what he wants or does not want, but only has a painful face when shooting.You asked him if he was dissatisfied, and he said everything was fine, then you asked what he was dissatisfied with, and he said everything was fine, you continued to ask if xxx was dissatisfied, he said xxx was very good, you finally asked but you didn’t like it right Yes, he said I like it very much.

Until you ask, do you prefer aaa, he will say, yes, I prefer aaa.

If Ang Lee is Party A...

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☆、Chapter 11

He Sijia had a fever of 38.7°, but apart from headache and fatigue, she had no other symptoms.

When he heard that Wu Zhen was going to accompany him to the hospital, He Sijia was reluctant on the face, but did not object.He knew the danger of fever on the plateau, and with Wu Zhen around, he always felt more at ease.

The two assistants were persuaded to stay on the set, and He Sijia was accompanied to the hospital by a doctor named Wang.

Several people got into the bullock cart and left the village with bumps.

The road conditions were bad in the car, and He Sijia felt like vomiting the whole time. She took off her mask and kept retching, but she couldn't vomit, and her eyes were red from vomiting.

Seeing that he was uncomfortable, Wu Zhen asked if he wanted to sleep for a while, and He Sijia said angrily, "How can I sleep? I feel nauseous even if I sit upright now."

"You can lie on my lap."

He Sijia carefully observed Wu Zhen's expression to confirm that the other party was not joking.

In fact, he was still awkward about the quarrel, but he figured it out many years ago, there is no need to wrong himself because of getting angry with others.So, he really lay down on his side, with his head on Wu Zhen's thigh and his legs curled up on the seat.

Fortunately, it is an SUV, and the rear space is quite spacious.

He Sijia closed her eyes slightly, and heard Wu Zhen ask, "Does your head still hurt?"

He hummed weakly twice, and felt that one hand was pressing on a certain acupuncture point on the back of his head—it was a little painful, but compared with the dull throbbing pain in his head, it seemed a little comfortable.

He Sijia felt it quietly for a moment, and found that Wu Zhen was very accurate in recognizing acupuncture points, and his strength and technique were just right. He asked lazily, "It's quite professional. Have you learned this before?"

"My grandfather is a Chinese medicine doctor, and I learned a few tricks from him." Wu Zhen said with a low eyebrow, "But I'm not good at learning, I only know the superficial."

"Then be careful, there is news that pressing the wrong acupuncture points can lead to cerebral palsy."

Wu Zhen smiled lightly, did not speak, and continued to massage her hands without haste.

After a while, He Sijia's eyelids gradually became heavy, and when he woke up, he found that he had arrived in the county seat.

Bata County is just a poor county, but in recent years, the country has made great efforts to help the poor, and the whole county has taken on a new look, even the county hospital has been renovated.

After several people entered the hospital, there was a small commotion, not because they were recognized, but because Wu Zhen was good-looking, which attracted a lot of attention and discussion.

As for He Sijia, he was wearing a mask and listless, so no one noticed.

After registering, Wu Zhen accompanied He Sijia to the emergency room. After examination, it was confirmed that the fever was caused by catching a cold. There were no other complications at the moment, and all that was needed was to cool down.

But to be on the safe side, the doctor advised him to stay in the hospital for observation for one night.

Of course He Sijia didn't want to be hospitalized, but she didn't dare to be willful. He subconsciously went to see Wu Zhen, and the other party said straightforwardly, "I'll stay tonight."

There was only one bed companion, and since Wu Zhen was willing to stay, Dr. Wang was also happy to relax. After helping with some chores, he went to find accommodation with the driver.

Wu Zhen sent them to the entrance of the hospital, listening to Dr. Wang's explanation all the way, and when they returned to the ward, He Sijia was sitting on the bed, answering the phone while hanging up the water.

"I'm fine. Sister Xin, don't worry about it. The doctor said I just caught a cold. I'll be discharged when you come over... Yes, I'll stay for one night. If I'm fine, I can go back to the group tomorrow. In the evening? In the evening—" He Sijia glanced He glanced at Wu Zhen who was approaching, "I have Teacher Wu to take care of me, and I am in the hospital, so I can call a doctor at any time."

He Sijia spent a long time trying to persuade Lu Xin, and hung up the phone tiredly.

"Dr. Wang is gone?" he asked.

Wu Zhen nodded slightly, took a chair and sat down, and joked along with his words: "Now Teacher Wu is left to take care of you."

"That's what it should be, who made you promise my brother."

There was sarcasm in He Sijia's tone, but she knew what was good or bad in her heart—Wu Zhen had no obligation to take care of him, and now she was too busy to mention it, and even accompanied him to the hospital.

Wu Zhen raised one eyebrow slightly, with a smile on his face, "Really?"

"Didn't you say he asked you to take care of me?"

"You don't have a good relationship with your brother?"

He Sijia didn't expect Wu Zhen to ask this suddenly, she was stunned, and she lowered her face.

Wu Zhen didn't seem to notice it, and continued: "Or maybe you have a bad relationship with your family? You rarely contact them, and you don't tell them when you have a fever."

He Sijia felt resentful that her privacy was violated, and was about to choke, when Wu Zhen said, "If you really have a conflict with He Jin, I won't bring him up in front of you."

He Sijia didn't answer directly, but she was a little delicate in her heart. She couldn't tell whether to blame Wu Zhen for his shallow words, or to appreciate the other party's "understanding".

And his silence was enough for Wu Zhen to analyze the answer.

Knowing He Jin, Wu Zhen knew He Sijia's background very early on. The other party was the youngest son of He Qiyao, the chairman of Hairun Group, a giant in the domestic home appliance industry. The body is not an exaggerated joke.

It was rumored outside that He Qiyao was an upright person, he never flirted with women, and only guarded his wife and two sons.Wu Zhen originally thought that the members of the He family had a simple structure and should be harmonious with each other, but that didn't seem to be the case.

It was inconvenient for him to ask about the inside story, so he did not comment. He just chose not to mention it out of respect for He Sijia's feelings.

At seven o'clock, a nurse came to remove the needle, and by the way, took He Sijia's temperature again, which showed that the fever had subsided.

Instead of staring at He Sijia's infusion, Wu Zhen simply went out for a walk, and when he came back, he brought some fruit and helped He Sijia make dinner.

It's a pity that He Sijia's appetite was poor, even if the movie star himself peeled the apple, he only ate two bites.

"Mr. Wu's peeling technique needs to be improved." He Sijia looked at the bumpy surface of the apple and commented casually.

Sitting cross-legged on another bed, Wu Zhen played matchmaker, without raising his head, and said, "You can eat as long as you can."

"I don't want to eat, I have no appetite."

Wu Zhen glanced at him, put down his cell phone, took out a wet towel from the bedside table, wiped his hands and said, "Then give it to me."

"You want to eat? I bit it."

"It's not a viral cold, it's not contagious."

"..."

Is this what he means?He Sijia pointed out with a smile: "Doesn't Teacher Wu mind my drool?"

Wu Zhen didn't talk nonsense with him, and stretched out his arms to hook his hands.

He Sijia stared at the other party's slow movements like a cat and a puppy, and slowly stuffed the apple into Wu Zhen's hand.Seeing Wu Zhenhun biting the gap nonchalantly, he suppressed the slight strangeness in his heart and looked away.

He Sijia picked up her mobile phone and wanted to log in to the small account, but suddenly remembered that the Weibo of "Call me Daddy" was still on, so she hurriedly deleted the blog on the large account, followed Wu Zhen by chance, and found that the two had turned to follow each other.

"When did you pay attention to me?"

"The day "Wan Gu" was officially announced, didn't you know?"

"Did not notice."

Wu Zhen laughed suddenly, "Your fans have sent me a lot of private messages in the past two days, which is quite interesting."

"What did you say?"

Even though she asked this question, He Sijia could probably guess that it was nothing more than asking Wu Zhen to take care of him more, and the two of them should get along well. In the past, when he cooperated with others, the other party's Weibo was completely occupied by similar messages.

Wu Zhen's smile changed slightly, he clicked on the stranger's private message, and said in a straight voice: "The old fool came to play on my brother's enthusiasm again, can't the KPI be completed in the second quarter?

"It's late! I send you late Qingming blessings. The garlic cross has been sent. Please pay attention to check the blood-sucking coffee."

"Bind up biss upside down."

He Sijia: "..."

That's right, he took the initiative to lead the rhythm, and Wu Zhen was the gun that the sunspots used the most when they stepped on him. Even if the two cooperated, it would be full of gunpowder.But Wu Zhen's tone just now was so understated that He Sijia forgot the "blood feud" between them for a moment.

"My fans are generally younger..."

He Sijia, who is usually a fan, didn't take it seriously, but he was also a little embarrassed when the victim reported the cyberbullying in person, "I'm sorry, I will let the team restrain them."

"It's nothing, there is no artist who doesn't get scolded." Wu Zhen was calm: "Besides, although I don't have many fans, it's hard to scold you."

Of course He Sijia knew how Wu Zhen's fans laughed at him, so she sneered and said in a strange way: "It doesn't matter how ugly it sounds, the person they dream of seeing is not going to sleep with me."

After a meal, Wu Zhen threw away the leftover fruit core, put on his shoes and walked towards the door.

He Sijia asked blankly, "Where are you going?"

"handwashing."

Author: Tun Tun: Really just wash your hands.

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I can't use the word "把", so I can only change the name of the article, but I haven't thought about what to call it, so let's call it this first.

muah!

☆、Chapter 12

Scarlett went to bed early that night, not knowing that it rained that night.

After waking up, he no longer had a fever, and after getting the doctor's permission, he went through the discharge procedures early in the morning.

He Sijia and Wu Zhen did not call the driver immediately, but planned to find a small restaurant nearby for breakfast.

On the way, they met many Tibetan monks, who either held a prayer wheel in their hands, or chanted scriptures in their mouths.

Accustomed to seeing the glitz and hustle and bustle of the city, the scene at this moment is particularly calming.

He Sijia stopped suddenly, stood on the rain-soaked slate road, turned her head to look at Wu Zhen, and said abruptly, "Thank you."

Wu Zhen didn't sleep well last night, and he looked exhausted. When He Sijia thanked her, he smiled, "You're welcome."

Back on the set, He Sijia felt the cordial care of everyone, and Yu Feng also specially brought a word for the investors, telling him to have a good rest.

He Sijia obediently went back to her room to catch up on sleep, and when she got up again, she was full of blood and revived. He thought it was boring to be alone, so he simply went to the set for a walk.

At this time, Wu Zhen was filming a scene with Fu Qian. He Sijia stood in the corner and watched for a while. Seeing Fu Qian's continuous NG, her emotions seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

Yu Feng probably also saw that she was not in the right condition, and after another wasted, he called for a break with a loudspeaker.

He Sijia noticed that Ah Shui was walking towards Wu Zhen with a thermos in hand, and he followed silently, taking advantage of the moment Wu Zhen raised his hand, he suddenly snatched the thermos away, and smiled wantonly: "Thanks, I happen to be thirsty. "

Both Wu Zhen and Ah Shui were taken aback, and then Wu Zhen smiled inexplicably, "Then you drink."

He Sijia didn't notice the problem, so she took off the lid and drank it, and almost didn't spit it out the next moment.

"What is this? It's so bitter!"

Wu Zhen's old spirit is here, "I've been a little bit angry recently, please ask the kitchen to make herbal tea."

"Why do you use a thermos cup for herbal tea?"

"My pleasure."

He Sijia knew that Wu Zhen deliberately tricked him, but he dug the hole on his own initiative, so he couldn't say anything, so he just held his breath and returned the cup to the other party.

Inadvertently, he caught sight of Yu Feng communicating with Fu Qian in a good manner, and casually said: "Director Yu has a really good temper when he is filming, and he never loses his temper."

Whether it's him or Fu Qian, no matter how many NGs, Yu Feng is always very patient.

"Well, he will directly replace."

"Will Fu Qian be replaced?" He Sijia could tell that Fu Qian's acting skills were much worse than his.

"No, Kangtian Entertainment has investment, so it's very troublesome to replace."

"Our company also has investments, and Director Yu threatened to replace mine."

Wu Zhen saw that he was so straightforward about "bringing capital into the crew", and couldn't help laughing, "Fu Qian doesn't have many scenes, as long as his attitude is not particularly bad, and he doesn't cause any trouble to the crew, Director Yu can tolerate it. And your role is very important, and your performance is also malleable, Director Yu has high expectations for you, so naturally he has high requirements."

He Sijia only cared about the second half of Wu Zhen's sentence, and felt a little beautiful in her heart.

Wu Zhen noticed the slightly raised corners of his lips, and suddenly asked, "Do you like filming?"

If He Sijia was asked this way when he first joined the group, He Sijia would be lying even if he said he likes it, but since the hearty rain scene the day before yesterday, he seems to have found a little fun in filming.

"OK How about you?"

"What do you think?"

He Sijia thought about Wu Zhen's attitude when she was filming, and said without hesitation: "I like it."

Wu Zhen took a sip of tea, neither denying nor affirming.

He Sijia still wanted to ask, but the loudspeaker sounded again: "He Sijia, why don't you take a good rest, what are you chatting with Wu Zhen over there?"

Even though He Sijia said that he was fine, Yu Feng was still worried and forced him to go back to the room.

The filming of the scene is still going on.

It's a pity that Fu Qian's talent is really not good, and the eye scene with Wu Zhen is still not good. Wu Zhen patiently accompanied her to toss, but he didn't take the initiative to teach her how to act.

In order to catch up on the progress of the filming, Wu Zhen stayed on the set until almost twelve o'clock, went back to the door of the room, hesitated for a while, and tentatively knocked on the opposite door.

Wu Zhen didn't know if He Sijia was asleep. He knocked on the door very lightly, but the door was opened quickly. The person behind the door was wearing light yellow pajamas with light checks and potato chips in his mouth. He seemed a little surprised to see him.

"Is there anything you can do for me?" He Sijia was really surprised that after joining the group for so long, Wu Zhen still came back and knocked on his door.

Wu Zhen answered irrelevantly: "Potato chips have a lot of calories, do you dare to eat them?"

"I lost four catties, Director Yu asked me to eat more."

He Sijia was confident and confident, and moved away to signal Wu Zhen to enter the room.

Wu Zhen stood still, and only raised his hand to touch He Sijia's forehead. Feeling that the other person's body temperature was normal, he withdrew his hand and said, "I'm worried that you have a fever again, let's take a look."

Seeing that Wu Zhen seemed to be leaving, He Sijia hurriedly grabbed his arm, "It's already here, come in and sit down, I'm almost bored to death."

It's obviously complaining, but it sounds a little coquettish.

Wu Zhen stared at the place where the two bodies touched, and broke away gently for a while. Just when He Sijia thought that he was going to refuse, Wu Zhen nodded slightly, "Then interrupt."

"Sit whatever you want." After closing the door, He Sijia walked to the small refrigerator with her slippers on, squatted down and asked, "What do you want to drink? Do you want beer? Or drinks?"

"Mineral water is—" Wu Zhen took off his coat and put it on the sofa, and suddenly heard a familiar line.

"Whenever I pass the intersection of Mulan Street, I always think of that summer night in 1990, we were lying in the middle of the road, there was no one around, everything was silent."

"There are many stars in the sky, just like your name."

It was his voice, from a gay movie made a long time ago.

"Are you watching "A Ship of Clear Dreams Over the Galaxy"?" Wu Zhen instantly recalled the name of the movie.

He Sijia hastily closed the refrigerator door, originally planning to turn off the video immediately, but then thought, it's just watching a movie, and he didn't do anything bad, why is he panicking?

"Yeah, can't you?"

Wu Zhen walked to the desk where the computer was placed. On the screen, he was no longer young, and his eyes showed the fatigue and sophistication unique to middle-aged people.But when this scene was filmed, he would not be over 20 years old.

"How did you come up with the idea of ​​watching this?"

"I'm bored and looking for your old movies to watch, but there are very few video sites. I saw the name sounds nice, so I chose it."

Wu Zhen immediately understood that he had debuted for ten years, and his acting career was actually broken.

In the early years, he made a lot of low-budget literary films. Although he won the Best Actor award, there was no domestic publicity due to the film's illegal participation in the awards, and the audience did not know him at all.

Later, relying on commercial films to transform, he became a "box office harvester" in other people's mouths, but most audiences who love to watch commercial films don't like literary films, especially the ones that don't make sense, so his previous films are still not popular, and video sites don't buy them. Reasonable.

"Does it look good?"

"It's not bad. It's better than "Four Waters Returning to the Hall". Although it's quite depressing, at least I can understand the plot."

He Sijia put the mineral water on the table and pushed a chair over.

Wu Zhen raised his eyebrows, "Have you also watched "Four Waters Return to the Hall"?"

"Look, the hypnotic effect is very good." Speaking of this, He Sijia remembered Wu Zhen's foolishness, "Didn't you also act like Tong Sanmin in the past, and last time you lied to me that you wouldn't get the Best Actor this way."

"I didn't say you can't get it, it's just that it's hard. Once you compete with star-studded actors, you will be at a disadvantage, especially in China." Wu Zhen didn't feel guilty about being exposed for a lie, and unscrewed the bottle cap and said: ""Four Waters Return" "Tang" won the award because I was good enough, and that year was a small year for movies, so I missed it."

He Sijia choked, and smiled: "I don't know if you are too confident or too humble."

"It's just the truth."

Sitting down, He Sijia saw that the ending song was already playing on the screen, so she asked, "Do you want to relive your old dreams?"

"No need, I've never seen this movie."

"why?"

Wu Zhen took a sip of water, with an indifferent expression: "The filming experience was not very pleasant, I don't want to watch it."

He Sijia regained her spirits immediately and asked why.

Wu Zhen glanced at him lightly, and said unhurriedly, "Do you know who played An Xinghe?"

"Nonsense, who doesn't know him, he competed with me for the endorsement of Family A before, and found a bunch of trolls to blackmail me."

The actor of An Xinghe is Wang Tu, who was born as a child actor, and his role is well known. The filming of "A Boat of Clear Dreams Over the Galaxy" is probably intended to transform.But the other party is still competing with He Sijia for resources, and the transformation has obviously failed. However, as a senior in the traffic industry, although Wang Tu's popularity has declined, he is still higher than He Sijia.

"At that time, the gay marriage law had not yet been passed, and Wang Tu was a child actor. It was very risky to choose to make a gay film. He believed that he sacrificed a lot and hoped to maximize the results. He would never allow others to steal the limelight."

Wu Zhen saw it very clearly back then, but he was young and vigorous and refused to compromise. Now when he mentioned it again, his tone was quite calm: "But he has acted in too many rough and bad dramas, and his spiritual energy has been severely consumed, and he can't hold back in the drama. I, together with other actors, excluded me, no one accompanied me on the set, only the director was willing to teach me."

Wang Tu even wanted to replace Wu Zhen, but the director was Wu Zhen's teacher at Zhongying, so he firmly disagreed.

"Too narrow-minded?" He Sijia hated Wang Tu in the first place, but now she disliked it even more, and said gloatingly, "He probably regrets it very much. How does he react when he sees you now?"

Wu Zhen's resources, Wang Tu, are no longer enough, but if there are large-scale events in the circle, the two still have a chance to meet.

"Did not notice."

"Haha, I must have avoided you."

He Sijia was thinking about going to the next event with Wu Zhen, watching Wang Tu's excitement, when she heard a strange noise, and her eyes went dark for a moment.

"The power went out?" He stood up and said he was going to get his mobile phone, but he accidentally tripped over his slippers, trying to maintain his balance, and put his hands on his waist.

Wu Zhen reminded softly: "Be careful."

Through the pajamas, He Sijia could feel the temperature from the palm of the other party, and the skin on the waist was faintly hot. He looked back at Wu Zhen, but he could only see the vague outline of the other party.

Wu Zhen quickly let go, and He Sijia stood alone for a while, then sat back down.

"Aren't you going to take your phone?" Wu Zhen asked.

"I changed my mind."

He Sijia closed the computer, without the faint light projected from the screen, the room was completely plunged into darkness.

He turned sideways to Wu Zhen, kicked off his slippers and stepped on the chair, hugged his knees and said, "Let's talk about something exciting while the electricity is out, dare you?"

Wu Zhen smiled silently, "What are you talking about?"

"Is it disgusting to have a kiss scene with someone you hate?"

"No, the task of an actor is to complete the role, and the body is just a tool for performance when filming."

He Sijia didn't expect Wu Zhen to teach him this kind of question, so she curled her lips secretly. He remembered Shen Meng and An Xinghe's several times of fierce kisses, so he just went a little more directly, "Do you have tongue kisses?"

Wu Zhen was silent for a moment, "There is no need to do that step."

"What about the sex scene?"

"what do you wish to ask?"

He Sijia unconsciously lowered her voice: "Are you hard?"

This time, Wu Zhen was silent for a longer time, "Where did you get the ignorance problem? Most sex scenes rely on borrowing seats. Even if both parties are naked/both at the same time, they will wrap tape on key parts, and a dozen headlights around them are burning. There is always someone to help you adjust your posture.”

He Sijia said leisurely: "I have never filmed before, and there are not many fake scenes that are real."

There are two sex scenes in the movie, the actors are very real no matter their demeanor or body reactions, even if He Sijia has no desire/desire for men, she can't help but feel warmed by the sexual tension infiltrated in the film when watching the movie.

In addition, he and Wu Zhen knew each other in reality, so it was easier to substitute into the situation. The more He Sijia watched, the more uncomfortable she became, and she was dragged away.

Wu Zhen sneered, "Who would make a fake show in a serious movie?"

"I've heard that some actors break down after filming a sex scene, and some people are more likely to get excited under the camera." He Sijia deliberately provoked, "Who knows if Teacher Wu has any strange hobbies?"

"Inquiry is so detailed, do you want to take a picture?"

"I don't make gay films."

Wu Zhen was clearly referring to the bed scene, and seeing He Sijia's reaction was quite strong, she paused for a while: "Homosexual exclusion?"

"That's true. It's just that gay films are too risky. Let alone the difficult review process. Even if it is released, it doesn't have a lot of box office. If you don't win awards, it will be a waste of several months."

"Yes, you understand now what took me years to figure out."

"Is Teacher Wu deliberately changing the subject?"

He Sijia's attitude was casual when she asked questions, but she didn't care about it when she asked. Even if Wu Zhen's answer was obvious, he still wanted to get a definite answer - yes or no.

But Wu Zhen didn't do what he wanted.

The next moment, He Sijia heard the rustling of the cloth, perhaps the darkness amplified his senses, and he felt that Wu Zhen was very close to him at the moment.

really.

Wu Zhen's voice seemed to ring in his ears: "Yes, because I'm not interested in discussing my sexuality with you."

Author: Cerebellar Axe: I asked a lot, but I feel tired because I didn't ask anything.

Tun Tun: It's just pointless to discuss.

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☆、Chapter 13

As soon as the voice fell, there was a "pop" sound, and the light turned on.

He Sijia squinted her eyes slightly, and her vision became colorful again, and then she noticed that Wu Zhen leaned forward, a short distance away from him, with a pair of black eyes staring at him very directly, full of aggression.

He Sijia leaned back on a conditioned reflex, but forgot that he was sitting sideways. Since there was no back of the chair behind him, he fell straight down.

In a panic, He Sijia brought the chair upside down, and her ribs were pushed upright by the corner of the chair and stool.

"Hiss..." He Sijia gasped.

"Where did you fall?" Wu Zhen got up quickly, bent down and grabbed his arm.

He Sijia hurriedly yelled, "Hey, don't move, my ribs are about to break!"

"I see you are in good spirits."

Having said that, Wu Zhen gently removed He Sijia's hand covering her left rib, and pressed the surrounding area carefully.

"Where are you touching?" He Sijia felt that Wu Zhen's fingertips were dropping inch by inch, and hurriedly stopped him.

"Bones are fine." Wu Zhen felt relieved, and gave He Sijia another hand, "I'll help you to lie on the bed."

He Sijia closed her eyes like a dead fish, "Wait a minute, let me take my time."

Wu Zhen was a little amused, so he simply grabbed He Sijia with his long arms.

Even though it was her first time to experience a princess hug, He Sijia didn't react too much except for being a little surprised at the beginning. She even wrapped her arms around Wu Zhen's neck cooperatively and asked, "Am I heavy?"

"Two more boxes of chips."

"..."

In a few steps, Wu Zhen had already put him on the bed, "Is there any medicine for bruises?"

He Sijia really did, a few days ago when she was filming a scene in the rain and fell too many times, her knees turned purple, and she never went to the infirmary to get ointment.

Wu Zhen rummaged through the cabinets to find the ointment. Considering that the position of the ribs is relatively private, she wanted He Sijia to rub it on herself, but when she saw the other party picking up the pajamas, she looked like a rascal who said, "Come and serve me quickly", and his attitude was very reasonable.

He paused, went to wash his hands first, and said half seriously and half jokingly when he came back: "Sometimes I really doubt that you don't have long hands."

He Sijia pretended not to hear, and did not forget to explain, "Take it easy."

Wu Zhen read the instructions first, squeezed some ointment into the palm of his hand, rubbed it, and pressed He Sijia's left rib.Feeling the delicate skin under his palm and the slight ups and downs caused by his breathing, he lowered his eyes and rubbed it vigorously.

"what--"

He Sijia immediately screamed in pain and kicked Wu Zhen lightly.

Wu Zhen grabbed his calf, parted his lips and gave a cool smile, "He Sijia, if you dare to move around again, I'll be really rude."

He Sijia was never afraid of threats, but he suspected that Wu Zhen was more than a threat. His survival instinct warned him not to die, so he settled down.

After taking the medicine, Wu Zhen said he wanted to go back, He Sijia yawned, and lazily raised his eyelids, "Go slowly."

Wu Zhen immediately realized the ruthlessness of "throwing away after use". Just as he turned the doorknob, he heard the person behind him say, "You didn't have all the movies online before. You should have them there. Just pack them up and send them to me."

Wu Zhen turned around: "Do you want to see it?"

"Director Yu asked me to rest for two days. Anyway, I have nothing to do." He Sijia propped up her upper body and smiled wantonly: "When Mr. Wu's new movie is released, I will reserve the show and make up for the ticket."

Although Wu Zhen didn't understand why He Sijia suddenly became interested in those unpopular movies, but after all, it was a trivial matter, so he agreed to go back and ask the team.

At noon the next day, He Sijia received a mobile hard drive from Ah Shui, saying that all of Wu Zhen's old movies were stored in it.

He really just watched it one by one, not only watching it by himself, but also holding Wu Zhen together if he had time, so Wu Zhen became a frequent visitor in his room, and the other party would always teach him some acting skills. tricks, or talk about gossip during filming, the relationship between the two became more and more familiar.

Maybe it was the practical skills taught by Wu Zhen, or maybe it was the play in the rain that enlightened He Sijia. After returning to work, he improved significantly, and sometimes he could shine brightly.

During the period, there was a scene where Jin Xiaohan finally realized that his brother was gone, and lost his temper at Jinmu at home.The script only arranges that Jin Xiaohan refuses to eat and throws the bowl, but He Sijia suddenly got inspiration. Before the emotional outburst, he puts his bowl and chopsticks where his brother usually sits. go back.

Repeated, near-stereotyped behavior.

Yu Feng praised him that day, and even Zhu Yi, who played the role of the mother of gold, was not stingy with praise, and he has become much closer to him since then.

However, as He Sijia's initiative improved, she would occasionally have conflicts with Yu Feng in terms of role understanding, such as at this moment——

Jin Lixia is about to go to the provincial capital to study. The villagers held banners and blew suona to see them off. When saying goodbye at the village entrance, Jin Xiaohan hid behind Jinmu and refused to be touched by his brother.But Yu Feng thought that Jin Xiaohan didn't realize the meaning of "farewell" at this time, and He Sijia made a mistake in expressing it, so he shouldn't hide.

"I don't agree. Jin Lixia is studying in the county and only comes home on weekends. It is common for him to disappear for three to five days. Why did Jin Xiaohan react so strongly this time alone, and even went after him in the rain the next day?" He Sijia thought that Jin Xiaohan Maybe I can't fully understand it, but I subconsciously feel that this farewell is different from the past, so of course I will reject it.

"Jin Xiaohan's subconscious will not take effect at that moment. His thinking is not sound. His judgment of things does not come from experience and knowledge, but from various abnormal details around him, and needs to be absorbed and digested slowly." Yu Feng Not retreating half a step, "In addition, drama needs conflicts. Stillness and movement are conflicts, ignorance and epiphany are also conflicts. Movies are a whole. If you hide at the first time, it will weaken the impact of the later outbreak."

The two were at a stalemate, and He Sijia became anxious, and simply said bluntly: "The movie is yours, and the character is mine. Anyway, that's how I understand it."

Yu Feng frowned, turned around and asked Wu Zhen, "Did you tell Scarlett that nonsense again?"

Wu Zhen shrugged, spread his hands and smiled innocently.

Yu Feng is angry, the contradiction between the director and the actor is often here,